Mad Max: Fury Road Trailer is Total Mayhem and Awesome

Tom Hardy and Charlize Theron star in the explosively action-packed trailer for upcoming “Mad Max: Fury Road” and it is unequivocally blissful pandemonium.

The opening line perfectly encapsulates the entire raucous trailer in 6 simple words.

“My world is fire and blood.”

While we as Americans may feel that we understand the rigors that accompany the scarcity of natural resources, our qualms hardly make it pass the seasonally influenced pinch our wallets feel at the gas pump. In Max’s post-apocalyptic world that rigor is gauged by the extent of your ritual sacrifice of flesh, bones, and sanity for the sake of survival.

In the tailer we find ourselves ferried away to a post-apocalyptic wasteland where we meet loner Max Rockatansky (Tom Hardy), a name that seems befitting a CPA albeit a Bad Ass CPA. We also meet Furiosa (Charlize Theron) who happens to be the Sinead O’Connor of this grim future. All Jokes aside, Max and Furiosa are trying traverse a sandy war-zone littered with what appears to be spike-obsessed clowns, assorted bandits and a rascally flaming torrent of sand.

Immediately I am engaged by the sheer intensity of the ever-exploding environment and high-volume of fantastic action sequences. I don’t know who was dangling from a teetering pole that seemed to be affixed to a vehicle amidst a high-speed dessert chase to the death, but I can’t wait to see why he’s there and what comes of it.

I am not expecting to see meticulous character development with this movie, nor am I expecting brilliant dialogue. What I do expect to see is for George Miller, the originator of “Mad Max,”to take the reigns and apply the generous budget and cutting edge effect technology of today to bring forth his vision of a world that has been brutally hurled into total and complete madness.

Judging from the trailer alone, I can safely say that this will be one of, if not the most, visually stunning films of 2015.

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Since his wee lad-dom, Pooya has been a sommelier of cinema. It was likely some acting bug, fallen from the dust riddled ruby curtains of an enchanted old stage that did it. Those cinematic scarabs must have burrowed deep into his brain, irreversibly altering his mind, turning the poor boy down a dismal path. From his earliest years the strange boy would aimlessly wander the aisles of countless video rental stores, amassing his trivial knowledge with vigor. These actions befuddled the boy’s parents, who still would lovingly oblige his unusual attraction to the motion picture. Often seeking refuge in the cushioned seating of his local movie theater, the odd adolescent would immerse himself in the scripted and effects riddled realities unfolding on the screen before him. During his collegiate years, he was twice spotted on stage performing bizarre theatrical rituals before awe-struck audiences. When he departed from academia, he left behind his youth in exchange for a labor routine, but the strange young man never lost his long-cultivated love of film. Recently, Pooya was approached by FilmFad.com to join their budding team of entertainment bloggers. After hours of coaxing and an undisclosed number of honey jars, he accepted their offer. Finally he had come full circle. Finally, at FilmFad.com, he was home.